Monthly Archives: December 2009

To say that vision is fleeting is tomiss the point, to swipe the deck with your tongue,to hear the sounds of a dead man come to,to predict newness in songs well past sung:This isn’t a critique– it’s confession; I bear my soul just like anyone els… Continue reading →

I lie still at night and stare into space,just trying to think, just trying to know,but a sleepiness arrests my dark face,and my mind follows suit into the glow:Of darkness, you know, that little low light that might gleam in a cat’s eye or evensc… Continue reading →

Pardon me for conflating holidays,but all I want for the new year is voice;my voice, that which I’ve refined through the mazeof three decades of life; it’s been my choice:to remain silent, though the voice was there, or to speak too sudden when it… Continue reading →

You asked me to tell you what I don’t like,and my answer can be long or be short;the short answer is: I don’t like to “psychout” people with pretense–I’m a good sport:Or a bad one, depending on one’s taste, but I don’t like injustice, or hatred,o… Continue reading →

The cat is here to stay today, yessir;that day has come when we will rise against;this dawn is full of mindful hearts that purrinto the void of skies and dreams unfenced:Now that the exercise is complete I’ll wind around the bends and contours of … Continue reading →

It’s like being underwater alone -no fish, no waves, no mermaids, no urchins,no salty bubbles, no vision of bone,just exoskeletons and cartilage fins:There’s low audibility here; I hearin gyroscope, rotating like one-armed men that synchronize swi… Continue reading →

I must continue to flow while IT’s here,that ole braintap magic that spills like beer,when your rightside is tapped and your left earis all you have to peer out of: sincerewords can get floated then like dreams on dro in da wind, on da air, frankl… Continue reading →

The best minds of my time are racked by fear,by the blinding cut of release in light,by the flailing emptiness that is near,where passage is clear, but the time ain’t right:And it’s never right, right? But it keeps on calling, beckoning in its rit… Continue reading →

“We need a resolution” was the jam,and I think we’ve come to one – but in dream,where she said hi and I thought it a scam,till we talked it out, no lies, not a scream:She came up to me, and with a hip-check said hi, and I thought it was some flimf… Continue reading →

Deep sigh. Earache. Heartbeat. Almost. Finish.In a sea of emotion I’m sharkin’ around, biting off heads to admonishthese electric blues, as hues darken:Trippin’ off the beat kinda…meat grinder, driftin’ on the currents of my own depth,which mean… Continue reading →